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Zhang Chulan and Sun Wuwei, with shoe marks on their faces, hugged each other and yelled at the Wang family.

Wang Mao twitched on the ground for a long time before finally regaining his strength.

The Wang family helped Wang Mao up. Wang Mao had pain in his abdomen and his body was stooped.

He looked at Zhang Qiuhan with vicious eyes, and then said:

"You brat! How are you still alive? How did you escape from my eldest nephew Wang Bing?"

Wang Mao knew Wang Bing's strength very well. After Wang Bing devoured more than a hundred demon souls, his strength skyrocketed and he became extremely powerful.

Moreover, there was a congenital stranger and six Wang family experts to help him. He did not believe that Zhang Qiuhan could defeat Wang Bing and his party.

Zhang Qiuhan must have used some means to escape temporarily.

Thinking of this, Wang Mao pushed away the two people who were supporting him and said viciously:

"Boy, you must be lucky enough to escape from my eldest nephew."

"You didn't just run for your life alone, but you came to save them. Haha, my eldest nephew Wang Bing will come over later and you will all die!"

Wang Mao said with a vicious look on his face. He was hit hard by Zhang Qiuhan's punch just now. He wished that Wang Bing's eldest nephew would come over quickly and twist off Zhang Qiuhan's head.

Zhang Qiuhan slowly stepped forward and took a few steps. After standing still, he glanced at the suitcase beside him.

The eldest nephew Wang Bing mentioned by Wang Mao is now packed in that suitcase, but in a powdery state.

Zhang Qiuhan chuckled and said:

"I don't think your eldest nephew can help you."

"I would like to advise you, if you don't want to get hurt, surrender as soon as possible."

Zhang Qiuhan said in a normal tone.

What he said was true. If nothing else happened, they would not be able to count on the Kingpin.

Wang Mao snorted and said:

"Hmph, don't lie to me here. I don't know what my eldest nephew Wang Bing's strength is?"

"When my eldest nephew Wang Bing comes over later, you all have to die!"

Wang Maozheng was talking, and several members of the Wang family beside him asked:

"Uncle Wang Mao, Master Wang Bing hasn't come yet, what should we do?"

After hearing this, Wang Mao got angry and slapped the man in the face, shouting:

"What do they have to worry about when they come to Zhang Qiuhan?"

"Except for Feng Baobao, the others don't have much energy left. Just deal with Zhang Qiuhan and Feng Baobao with all their strength!"

With that said, Wang Mao began to quickly lay out the battle plan.

In fact, there is nothing to arrange, just let those who are good at melee combat fight hand-to-hand, and the others will deal damage and cover behind.

After laying out the tactics, Wang Mao sneered:

"The other party just has an extra Zhang Qiuhan, so there's nothing to be afraid of."

"As soon as my eldest nephew Wang Bing comes, they will all die!"

Seeing that Wang Mao still wanted to take action, Zhang Qiuhan chuckled and said:

"Since you are unwilling to compromise and want to attack people in our company, there is nothing we can do."

Then he turned to Feng Baobao and the others behind him and said:

"Everyone has seen that I just tried to persuade them with my earnest words, but they not only refused to listen but also attacked me. I am acting in self-defense now."

Sister Bao'er nodded repeatedly, and whatever Zhang Qiuhan said was right.

Zhang Chulan responded loudly:

"Senior Brother Qiu Han is right. The other party openly attacked us. We are acting in legitimate defense."

"Senior Brother Qiuhan, don't hold back. Kindness to the enemy is a sharp sword that pierces us law-abiding citizens!"

Zhang Qiuhan chuckled and said:

"If that's the case, then I won't hold back."

Wang Mao, who was opposite, saw that Zhang Qiuhan didn't take them seriously at all. He snorted coldly and said to the people around him:

"Don't be afraid, everyone. This kid is only a little more powerful than the Tongtianlu. Although the Tongtianlu is one of the Eight Wonders, it is only slightly more powerful than other techniques. It's no big deal."

"As long as we swarm up, we will definitely defeat him!"

"I'll see if he dares to sneer in front of me then!"

Wang Mao saw that Zhang Qiuhan was so rampant and determined not to wait for Wang Bing's eldest nephew to come and kill him. He was going to kill Zhang Qiuhan now and let him see the power of the Wang family!

After Wang Mao finished speaking, he took the lead and rushed towards Zhang Qiuhan. Behind him, the Wang family also opened up their formation.

A dozen people who were good at melee combat rushed forward with Wang Mao holding various weapons.

Those who were good at long-range attacks stood at the back, using both hands to launch the fireball, wind blade, and ice spear, and greeted Zhang Qiuhan.

Wang Ye and Feng Baobao wanted to step forward to help Zhang Qiuhan resist the opponent's attack.

Zhang Qiuhan did wave his hand to signal them to step back, he alone was enough.

The other party did not choose to escape, but wanted to confront him Zhang Qiuhan, which played into Zhang Qiuhan's plan.

If the other party leaves in a hurry, then he will find it difficult to deal with it.

Zhang Qiuhan's eyes condensed, and a blue light came out of his eyes. This was the ultimate expression of the Tongtian Lu's activation.

He raised one hand in the air and shouted:

"Fu Rudonghai!"

As soon as he finished speaking, densely packed talismans suddenly appeared above his palm. There were so many blue talismans that they looked like an airtight city wall.

As Zhang Qiuhan thought, the talisman glowed brightly, and then, the dense talisman rolled forward like sea water bursting from a dam.

Those talismans are all low-level Five Powers Talismans, and may be slightly less powerful than the Golden Light Talisman.

But there are a lot of them.

Fu Rudonghai is the skill of winning by quantity.

Zhang Qiuhan has reached the state of perfection in Tongtianlu. Drawing a spell is just a matter of one thought. He can draw thousands of such simple spells with just a thought.

Densely packed low-level spells hit Wang Mao and his party like waves.

Wang Mao had just rushed forward with a ruthless look on his face, but when he saw such a battle, he was so frightened that he immediately stopped and his calves twisted.

Is this a talisman? This is a total torrent of spells!

Who taught you how to use spells like this?

Even if so many charms can't kill someone, they can still crush them to death, right?

Wang Mao didn't have time to curse or warn others. He turned around and tried to run away.

The other Wang family members were also frightened by the overwhelming spells at this time, and ran away without Wang Mao reminding them.

But the spell torrent is faster.

The torrent of spells that burst like a dike swept towards Wang Mao and his party like a ferocious beast.

Wherever the torrent of spells passed, deep trenches were blasted out on the ground, weeds flew everywhere, trees were broken, and sand and rocks flew.

The momentum was extremely frightening.

Those members of the Wang family who still wanted to fight hand-to-hand were drowned by the sea of ​​spells in the blink of an eye. As soon as they came into contact with the torrent of spells, their clothes were shattered and their whole bodies were also involved, as if they were in a crusher and being mercilessly crushed. .

Those flying fireballs and wind blades were also swept away by the torrent of rolling spells, and those people were also involved in them.

After the torrent of rolling spells passed by, the ground in front of Zhang Qiuhan seemed to have been plowed over and turned into ruins.

Wang Mao and his family members all fell to the ground, no one was spared, and they were all seriously injured.

Those with higher cultivation levels were better off, but they just couldn't stop the bleeding from their seven orifices.

Those who were not strong enough had suffered comminuted fractures all over their bodies and were almost reduced to meat. They had taken in more air than out, and were just short of the last stroke in the life-or-death struggle before they could be reported.